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Ryo loves watching his girlfriend get ready for their nights out. Hell, he’s never going to verbally say anything about it. His gaze and body language are saying more than words ever could. Ryo enjoys watching her go through her whole routine. Setting up the Bluetooth speaker, connecting her phone, and gather up whatever she needs for day or night. He felt like you liked to revel in his gaze, putting on a show for him. “Ryo, I’m not puttin on nothin. I don’t know what you talking about”, you sweared in a voice so soft and airy whenever he asked you about. He wasn’t complaining, that made it even better for him.

You have him gone and you didn’t even have to try. Even if you did, it wouldn’t matter because your grown. There’s nothing wrong with wanting to be sexy for your man. Ryo found everything attractive about seeing you putting your self together and pampering yourself. When you both met, he thought you were something straight out of a movie. Granted, he was crossed and it was a private album listening party. You can’t blame him. That night, you had on a fitted dress, barely under your butt. Dress was same color as his hair, coincidentally. Gold accessories to match your signature gold chain that stays around your neck. Nails had some type of airbrush design with a rose gold flower on both middle fingers, shining under the lights. Your hair was styled in a cute Rihanna inspired pixie but in your iconic Cherry Cola red. For the shoes, matching platform heels that seemed like it came with the dress. But what stood out the most to him? You had bottom grillz in your mouth. Ryo had never seen a girl as sexy as you who could rock some grillz; it was intriguing. That’s actually what caused to him to move away from whoever he was talking to and make his way to you. You guys have been together since then.

“I wonder what’s going on in that brain of yours, Ryo. Especially when you’re staring at me as if I’m the only person in the world”, you say as you finally walk back into the room. “Mm”, he hums in response as his gaze still lingers. Even though you guys have been together for 2 years, Kuna’s intense gaze makes you nervous. At first, you felt like he was marking every single flaw for an argument. However, as the days go on, you feel like it’s his way of expressing his love. Kuna has never been the best with his words; it never seems to matter because you have the words for him. You complete him and vice versa. So, when he staring at you now, you take it as his way of saying ‘I love you’. He tells you, verbally; you just take his staring as another way for him to say it. Ryo’s actions have always spoke volumes.

“Ryo?”, you call out to him. “Yea”, he responds. “Can you oil my back, baby? The dress you picked out is backless.”, you state as you walk back into the room. He tosses his phone to the side, grabbing the oil from your hand. “C’mon princess, turn around for me. We’re going to be late”. “Bro, we’re always late. If it’s not about money, when have you seen me ever on time?”, you sass back to him. His eyebrows perked up at your tone but he continued with the task at hand. “Watch it”, he states as he massages the oil into your skin. When he’s done, he smacks your butt before gripping the right cheek hard and repeating the action. “Mmph! Kunaaa, stop”, you squealed and hurriedly made your way to the vanity he had custom made for you. “Just a warning for you. Don’t act up in the lounge too bad tonight”, he says making his way to the bathroom to get his routine started. You have to go first because you move “slow as fuck” in the words of Kuna.

Before you start your makeup routine, you roll up for you and Ryo. “Bae! Which woods you want? Russian Cream or Irish Cream? I’m bout to roll up.”, you ask (yell) so he can hear you over the shower and your speaker. He yells something back but you couldn’t hear him so, you put the music on pause. “Huh?”, you responded. “Irish Cream, mamas”, he repeats himself. “Ok baby”, you say and press play on your phone. Music automatically commanding the room again. You take out what you need, emptying all the Backwoods. Once you did that, you head to the bathroom sink to rinse them off. As you were doing that, Ryo stepped out the shower. Y’all make eye contact in the mirror, both basically eye-fuckin one another. Watching the water drop down his chest, biting your lips as you see it disappear into the towel that was covering your favorite toy to ride. “Keep looking at me like that, I’ll bend you over right now. Won’t make it to the event, ma”, Ryo states as he crowds you between him and the sink. “You act like I would’ve minded you doing that. You know I love it when you bend me over, feel it in my stomach”, you respond with your eyes darkening with lust. In response, Ryo groans and starts kissing all over your neck.

“Bend over.. wanna taste you”, Ryo says into your ear as he starts to suck on your sweet spot. You moan and comply, not wasting any time. Ryo moves the woods (left in your hand) onto the paper towel that you had on the counter and folded it over. Moving the paper towel over to the other sink, he quickly makes his way back to you. Eyes darkened, he commands you to spread your legs and you do almost instantly. You love the way he eats you and you love the way he enjoys it more than you. It makes the head better, in your mind. “Lil slut is already forming a puddle for me, huh? You ready for me to take care of you, mamas?”, he says as he massages your thighs while smacking your left ass cheek. “Cmon Kuna, baby. We don’t have that much time”, you responded with a rushed reply. He smacks your cheek again, “Watch it”. Wasting no time, he bends down and starts placing kisses on your thighs. “Kunaa”, you whine. “Stop all the whining, baby. I’ll give you what you want”, Ryo says spreading you even more wider; he loves a clear view of your cunt dripping for him. You could say that he’s a lover of the arts and he feels like you’re the greatest piece.

“Look at her… fuck, she’s pretty”, Ryo practically breathes onto your slippery cunt. You bite your lips, holding in a moan. He blows unto you, smirking when he notices that your grip on the sink gets a little tighter. You were about to rush him again when your words got caught in your throat. Ryo spits onto your cunt before using his middle finger to rub it in. “Just making her a lil more messy. I know you love that shit”, he says before spitting on her again and practically french kissing your pussy. The noises you both made were so loud and passionate, still being drowned out by your speaker in the background. That didn’t matter, Ryo knew how to make you tune everything out except for him. “Kun-kuna…mmm, right there. Ooh, baby …fuck”, you moan as he bites on your clit and fucks his tongue deeper into you. The way he’s slurping has you seeing stars. He knows you’re close because he can feel you clenching his tongue. “Mmm..*slurps*…cmon baby, let go for me *slurps*”, Ryo groans into you and biting on your clit once more. One more slurp before fucking his tongue even deeper, you’re melting. “FUUUU-hmmm”, you squealed and moaned as you squirt into Ryo’s mouth. He drinks it all because “I gotta stay hydrated” as he loves to say.

Ryo gets up from his knees and smirks at your face. You got tears down your face and your practically slumped over the sink. Walking over to the shower, he grabs your wash cloth. You hear the other sink running for a couple of seconds before it’s shut off. “You gonna get filled to brim when we get back home, baby. Believe me..taking everything in me to not fuck you up against the wall.”, he says as he cleans you up. You shiver at the promise and sigh happily, “Pinky promise?”. Ryo chuckles at your antics and rubs your waist, “Pinky promise, baby”.

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  𓍼 synopsis: in which eren can’t control his need for you (short draft)

 𓍼 pairings: needy!eren x blackfem!reader

 𓍼 content: oral (m.rec), cum on boobs, thrusting on boobs, needy eren, idk what else.

 𓍼 note: was gonna make this a whole fic but then got bored of it.

Eren could remember when this all started, the constant pull in his chest everytime you were around. Everytime you laughed at a joke that he made, or encouraged him to keep trying when his titan form wouldn’t exactly shift.

He’d known you since you both were children, your parents didn’t stay around much but you were always there, talking to him, Mikasa, and Armin. Things blew over and the last he’d expect—or want for that matter—was you joining the corps team where that meant going head to head with titans all day.

A risk within a risk.

However, you were the strongest of the bunch. You’d understood how to maneuver yourself toward every nape of each titan you were fighting. Even him, if it didn’t click to you that he was a titan too.

Point being, he’d fallen enamored to you. Everything about you he’d wanted more of in a way even his titan registered.

Now, your mouth sucking every part of his cock inside your throat while his hand gripped through the curls framing your head. “Fuck yn, just like that.” He groaned, feeling your cheeks hallow to suck him in deeper.

It’d been like this for weeks now, sessions that held on longer than anything that would label friends with benefits but neither of you had time to let it progress any further.

You moaned around his cock, your hand wrapped around the base of him to stroke what wouldn’t fit in your mouth.

“Please—fuck—look at me,” he begged through a whimper, his body tightening low in his stomach as he drew close. Your eyes fluttered open, soft eyes traveling to his and he bucked in your mouth, drawing his head back in pleasure.

“Lay back,” he grunted out while picking his head up and you stopped, pulling your mouth off him as your spit connected to him, eyes watching his in wonder.

“Wha—” you attempted to say raspily, but obeyed his request, moving to lay back. He adjusted to pull your shirt up, “Can I? Please let me, just—right there, please.” He breathed as he continued stroking himself, eyes burning with a need that had his whole body warm.

“Yeah,” you nodded and pulled your shirt up higher, arching your chest a bit to let him have easier access. He shuddered out whimpers at your compliance, bucking into his hand as he stared into your eyes—biting his redden, swelled lip to conceal the whines coming out of his mouth.

“You’re so—so beautiful,” he breathed before a moan fell out of his mouth. He moved his hips down to your chest and rutted himself between your tits, moaning at how good you felt like this. He staggered his pace once, before his cum shot out of him all over your tits, warm and running down your flushed skin.

“F-fuck, you’re so good to me.” He shakily whimpered. You brought your hand to his wrist that held onto your hair, his body trembling harshly above you.

You could see how much he’d been aching to have this, especially after how many missions the two of you went on separately.

He took a moment to breathe before pulling off you, his cock half-hardened from the sight of you covered in his cum. “I’m sorry—let me—” he swallowed and immediately fixed himself, his eyes flicking to yours then away for a moment.

“Eren,” you called out but he kept moving to find something to clean you with, his eyes frantic to find something. “Eren.”

He stopped and glanced towards you, body still shaky. “Sit. I can clean us today.” You offered softly, getting up carefully as you headed straight towards the dresser where the cleaning cloths were, bringing your gaze back to him where he stood in shock.

You wiped your tits first, cleaning him off you before using the sink to rinse off any residue and to gather soap on the cloth for him. You returned to him and lowered slightly, wrapping the towel around his thighs first in a slow caress to clean him.

He watched you, heart practically swelling too big in his chest at the sight of you cleaning him after he’d rutted on you like some animal. “I’m—so sorry I should’ve—”

“No. You were fine,” you stopped him, remaining a gentle swipe of the cloth on him.

Eren let out a shaky sigh, his mind spinning from what was going on. Maybe he was just overreacting, maybe this was normal and he just wasn’t used to something like this.

You finished, moving to clean off the cloth while Eren’s eyes followed you, his hands itching to feel you everytime you were close. He stood up to fixed his trousers over his hips then made his way over to you, standing behind your back and wrapping his arms around your waist.

You were much shorter than him, which granted the same tease Levi got when fighting titans a planet bigger than him. But, Eren didn’t mind being taller than you, not when you were all soft and easy for him to snuggle into you.

You chuckled, “You’re clingy today.” You teasingly pointed out before shutting off the water, squeezing the water out of the cloth.

“I dunno,” he responded while nuzzling his face into your neck, “Just—missed you.” He admitted quietly, pressing a kiss to the curve of your shoulder.

You smiled to yourself, turning around to face him as his face brightened, eyes softening when they met yours.

“We’ve got a big morning ahead,” you mentioned and watched how his eyes shut, clearly not wanting the night to end so soon.

There was another mission, one that involved him turning into a titan again though the other times had seriously failed. He let out a quiet sigh, pulling your closer to him.

“Just let me have this first.”

And you let him. Both of you snuggled into the small hammock in the camp outs.

𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐝

𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐫! 𝐬𝐮𝐤𝐮𝐧𝐚

𝐚/𝐧: 𝐢 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐧 𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐟𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐮𝐤𝐮𝐧𝐚! 🥲 𝐢 𝐝𝐢𝐝 𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐢𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐥𝐬 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧, 𝐬𝐨 𝐢𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐠! 😝 𝐢𝐟 𝐢 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐬, 𝐢 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐝𝐞𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐫𝐞𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐬𝐨!

sukuna’s knuckles tap against the steering wheel as he waits for the ancient atm to finish churning. the engine hums beneath him, low and steady like his patience. it’s his second pickup today — a card from a burner he’d finessed into thinking it was a refund from their bank. easy. too easy. money wasn’t the problem.

you were.

his phone vibrates.

you. again.

i want the mango smoothie. from that spot. u know which one.

another buzz.

also, i booked a lash appointment. $120. tip included. thank you.

and then, a call. you don’t even wait. you never wait.

he sighs, pinches the bridge of his nose, and answers, “i’m busy.”

you snort. “yeah and i’m thirsty. so? we both have problems.”

“you know i’m with someone,” he reminds you flatly but there’s no conviction behind the words. it’s not a warning — it’s a recycled excuse.

SUGAR SUGAR

𐙚!!── eren and his sugar baby!

⤷ ❝ {cw: sugar daddy! eren, IT! eren, sugar baby! reader, age gap, slight! nsfw mentioned, dry humping, making out, pda, slight! exhibitionism} ¡! ❞

⤷ 𝐢

𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

the private jet’s back lounge was pure luxury. deep charcoal and black leather wrapped around a wide buttery sectional sofa. warm amber lighting glowed along the walls and ceiling, mixing with tiny starlight leds that twinkled softly overhead like a private night sky.

the large oval windows showed nothing but darkness and distant city lights far below. a polished walnut table sat beside the sofa, holding eren’s open laptop and the crystal bowl of chilled grapes the flight attendant had brung earlier.

you were curled sideways on his lap, legs draped over one thigh, feeding him grapes while he tried to finish an email. the soft lighting carved sharp shadows along his jaw and cheekbones. his messy beach hair fell slightly over his forehead and the black button up he wore was unbuttoned at the top, sleeves rolled up.

you slid another grape between his lips, then leaned in, pressing slow, lingering kisses along the side of his neck.

“you’re so pretty, ren,” you whispered against his skin, lips brushing just below his ear. “like… stupidly pretty. i keep staring at you and forgetting what i’m even doing.”

eren’s fingers paused on the keyboard as a low chuckle rumbled in his chest. “you’re killing me with this shit, you know that?”

“i know,” you murmured while smiling as you kissed his neck again, slower this time, letting your lips drag softly down to the spot where his pulse jumped. you fed him another grape then immediately returned to his neck, trailing lazy affectionate kisses while your fingers toyed with the collar of his shirt.

the cabin felt even quieter now, just the low hum of the engines, the occasional click of his keys, and the sound of your mouth on his skin. the tension thickened with every kiss as his free hand rested high on your bare thigh, thumb stroking slow circles under the ruffled hem of your floral mini dress. you could feel him getting harder beneath you, but he was still trying to focus, which only made you want to tease him more.

“you look so good like this,” you whispered, kissing right under his jaw. “all focused and serious… my handsome genius, handling business thirty thousand feet up after spoiling me for days in cabo. makes me kinda wet.”

eren finally exhaled, closed the laptop with a soft click, and pushed it aside. he turned to you fully, green eyes dark and hungry in the amber glow.

“c’mere,” he said, voice low and rough. his hands gripped your hips and pulled you forward until you were straddling him properly on the wide black leather sofa. “gimme some sugar.”

❤︎⁠ pairing: Biker!Eren x BlkBimbo!Reader

❤︎⁠ cw: College AU, porn with some plot, unprotected piv, creampie, Eren speaking a lil bit of German, smutty, sexual tension, dom Eren, rough sex, tiny bits of fluff, sub reader, hugeee dick Eren, pet names, childhood friends to lovers trope, Choking, spanking , oral (F receiving), finger sucking, reader orgasms 2x, creampie, missionary, mating press, legs over shoulder, spit play, dorm room sex, Eren is PUSSYWHIPPED!, Eren has piercings & tats, slight humor, Eren fell first but reader fell more HARDER, smuttyy, aftercare

❤︎⁠ synopsis: in which your car broke down in a cafe’s parking lot and you need a ride back to your class and you had no one else to rely on.. that is until your sexy childhood friend Eren beg you to ride with him. Although you was scared shitless to go on there. After what it felt like hours of Eren persuading you, you finally got on the bike with eren. Although Little did you know Eren was soo down bad for you since the moment he laid eyes on you and he couldn’t hide his true feelings anymore.

❤︎⁠ dividers @cursed-carmine

There it happened— your pink car breaking down again. Stranded at the cafe’s parking lot. Walking back to your university was definitely out the question since you didn’t want to walk alllll the way back to clsss. That was just too much work. But.. who comes to save the day ish? Your sexy childhood friend Eren. The 6’2 brunet heartthrob of campus that had every girl thirsting for him on campus. At first glance any girl would look at him and would think he definitely has side hoes. But that was wayyy wrong. Far from it actually.

Eren wasn’t really a huge fuckboy like his homeboys Connie and Proco. Eren was the type of man that be in his own world and would occasionally smoke weed for time to time while listening to nba youngboy on his AirPods and post pics of him and motorcycle on instagram that would get 500k likes . He was honestly a lover boy at heart.

“Come onnnn y/n, stop bein’ so scary.” Eren said in his deep voice as he begin to walk towards his black motorcycle and sitting on his bike seat, looking at you with a small smirk that stretched across his handsome face. He wore a black tight tee that highlights his abs and showed off his tatts on both of his arms along with pants, air Jordan’s, and black gloves.

“Boy you’re crazy I’m not gettin’ on that,” you had really anxious and scrunched look on your face just by looking at the damn motorcycle. You heard too many horror stories about how extremely dangerous riding on one can be, it was basically a death trap on wheels. You turned your head to see your pink car getting towed away from the cafe’s parking lot. You definitely wasn’t gonna see your car for at least a couple of days. Your first thought was to call mikasa. Maybe she could pick you up?

But then that thought immediately vanished when you suddenly remembered that she was out on a date Jean and she probably wasn’t gonna see your texts not until later.

Eren sighed under his breath. “Stop bein’ a pain in the ass and hop on wimme, you dont have a choice unless you wanna be late for class. In that case I’ll just leave you here.”

“Unt unt. Nope— what if we like die or sum?”

Of course the seriousness of death was on your mind but also the embarrassment of crashing in front of everyone? Yea that alone makes you cringe just by thinking about it.

“We aren’t. C’mon Pleaseee? I even got you a custom made helmet just for you. I know it’s yo favorite color n’ shi.” Eren was practically begging you as he stared at your pretty brown eyes as he showed you the pink custom made helmet.

“See how thoughtful I am?” Eren gives you a warm smile.

After what it almost felt like hours of Eren finally convincing you to hop on the seat with him. You cave in, taking the pretty pink helmet, putting it on and you decided to get on the bike with Eren. “You better be careful ren.” you wrapped your arms around eren’s waist tightly as you settled into the bike seat. Your arms wrapping around Eren made his beating heart race and flutter inside.

“Yea yea I know just hold on tight f’me. Don’t want you to fall off.” Eren said, revving his engine, the veins of his forearms popping out, as his large hands were on the clutch tightly.

When the both of you drove out of the cafe parking lot, heading down the highway. The cool breeze of the air hit your brown skin the more Eren drove down the road ahead. It was relaxing yet refreshing feeling you had writhing yourself, all the anxiousness you had earlier immediately left your body as you begin to rest your head on eren’s back, smelling his expensive vanilla scented cologne. Eren especially enjoyed every moment of this. A pretty ass girl riding on a motorcycle with him was definitely a dream come true to him.

When the both of you finally made it back to the university, Eren parked his motorcycle in the parking lot, taking off his helmet and he got off of the bike. He then he reached his hand out to you so you can grab his large soft hand and you did of course, hopping off the bike. “See? I told you riding with me wasn’t that bad. I knew you loved it.”

You rolled your eyes at him, trying to hide back ur smile. “Whatever, that doesn’t mean I’ll get back on it again tho. I just had needed a ride back.”

“Pshhh, if you say so. Yo ass definitely will come back riding with me again.” Eren did a small laugh at your comment knowing you were full of bs.

You looked at the clock at your phone to see that it was almost time for your class start and you sighed heavily since you dreaded going into that class. “I gotta go ren, my calculus class is about to start. But thank you for takin’ me back. I really appreciate that.”

the moment that you hugged Eren, he wrapped his arms around tightly around your waist which made pulled you more closer to him, giving you a really loving embrace. His thumbs caressing your back. You always hugged Eren but this time felt really different. It wasn’t like a casual type of hug that would friends would do to one another but it was extremely affectionate. Though you didn’t complain about it and why would you? your body melted into the hug like ice melting in a summer heat and to Eren he definitely didn’t wanna let you go, not caring if other people were around.

“Ima’ stop by your dorm later okay?”

You nodded your head at what Eren said athough you was really curious to see why he would stop by your dorm room later. Did he need or want something?— Once you were done hugging Eren. You made your way to your boring dreadful calculus class.

An hour later when your last class was finally over. You made your way back to your dorm room, you looked at your phone to see a text from Eren saying that he was almost there to your dorm room. A couple minutes later he finally arrived at your dorm room door, he knocked on the door and walked to door, opening it, letting him in.

“I’m surprised that you came by, you not hangin’ out with your homeboys today?” You closed the door behind Eren as you sit on your pink bed, scrolling through TikTok on your phone.

“Naa, they are at jean’s pool party but I wanted to spend time with you instead and besides—” He made his way over to you on your bed, sitting down beside you. “Well.. there’s been something that’s been eating me up inside.” Eren’s tone is soft now and his heart was beating in nervousness. he’s really about to confess his feelings to his childhood friend. Would you reciprocate those feelings as well?

You looked up from your phone and you looked into eren’s emerald green eyes which was staring directly into your pretty brown eyes.

“To be honest with you I had feelings for you for a long ass time now and I just can’t hide these emotions anymore. It’s honestly drivin’ me crazy.” Eren took your soft brown hands and holds them into his own hands.

“I promise I’ll make you the most happiest women in the entire universe so would be my g—?.”

You didn’t even wait for Eren to finish his sentence before saying immediately saying yes to him. He grabbed your pretty face with his hands and he gives you a long deep kiss onto your soft glossy lips, feeling overly happy to finally call you his. His sexy and gorgeous girlfriend. The two of you are both now in a full on hot makeout session on your pink bed. Eren pushed you on your back on the bed, getting on top of you.

He slides his hand underneath your skirt to rip off your thin pink lace panties and your pink skirt off. As he did this your drenched brown pussy was revealed to him. The pretty sight of your cunt made Eren riled up and made his huge meaty dick pulsating violently his pants. He always had a feeling that your pussy was gonna be pretty but this was surreal.

“Fuck..” Eren admires your throbbing pussy right in front of him in awe. “You’re already in a soaking mess. She’s just starvin’ for my attention.” His voice low and deep. He smacks your wet pussy that made you gasp out from the pleasure and pain combined from it. “Ima take good care of you now. Just lie down and relax like a good girl.”

“Okay daddy.”

“Daddy? That’s new. Lil Kinky ass.” Eren let out soft laugh. He drops down to where your pussy is and he spits onto your puffy lips. his hands have a tight grip on your soft brown thighs as he begins to latch his mouth onto your cunt, his pierced tongue did one slow lick in between your puffy folds which made your back arch a little off the bed, feeling pleasure flowing through your body. “Mmm just like that baby.” You softly moan out as you took both of your hands to clutch onto Eren’s brown hair, messing up his messy manbun which makes his hair dropping down to just above his shoulders as he begin to place sloppy kisses on your puffy pussy.

“Ohhh shittt! Right there!!— please don’t stop.” You whimpered out.

Eren’s tongue didn’t miss no parts in your pussy as his face shoved more deeper into you, groaning at your smell and scent. And holy shit He was determined to give you the best pussy eating that you will ever receive in your lifetime. He sucks on your sensitive needy clit like you were his last meal. Your body squirmed around, acrylic toes curled tightly as his tongue was too much too much to handle, moaning more loudly and lewdly, as Eren was eating your pussy like a literal fiend. He had pussy that tasted this good to him before.

Smack!

Eren slaps the side of your ass hard. “Keep your ass still. don’t try to run away from me ma.” Eren growled. His tongue eagerly lapping up your juices mixed with his spit, forming spit bubbles on gorgeous brown pussy.

Your legs were shaking uncontrollably in eren’s grasp as you were close to orgasming soon, Eren never broke his eye contact with you once, watching how cute your sexy body trembling for him. It was like you was almost falling apart from the intense pleasure from how good and nasty Eren was eating you out like no tomorrow.

“Ohhh my goddd!! I’m gonna cum ren! I’m gonna to—”

Then you begin to orgasming hard as hell, letting out a pornographic scream as your hole oozes out cream from your tight hole. Eren slowly licks up your cream, cleaning you up with his tongue while savoring the taste of you. “You enjoyed yourself mama?” Eren asks as hes caressing your thigh and giving it a soft kiss.

You were breathing heavily as you waited the h thought of your orgasm to calm down. You nodded your head with a smile. “Hell yea I did— how the fuck did you learn how to eat pussy like that?”

Eren shrugged. “I’m just the goat honestly.” He said in a cocky tone as he chuckled a bit.

You laughed at eren’s comment.

“Don’t get too comfortable tho cuz I’m not done with you yet. Spread those pretty legs nice and wide for me mama.” Eren’s tone and face is more serious now. He begins to take off his black tee revealing his toned 6-pack and removing his pants which made his pretty thick dick to flung out of his pants. Who knew that your best friend dick was that huge? It literally made your mouth dropped in shock.

Eren pumps his throbbing dick into his fist as he watches you taking your fingers to spread your brown puffy pussy wide for him which him horny as fuck. “Holy fuck you just know how to rile me huh? Nasty lil girl.” He spats out.

Eren slaps his dick onto your puffy folds. “Get ready to take this fat dick ma. You think you can handle me?”

“Definitely baby.”

“Mmm we’ll see about that. You on the pill, princess? I didn’t bring any condoms with me.”

“Yea I am.”

“Okay angel.”

Eren put one of your legs onto his shoulder as slams himself into your tight wet hole which made you scream out. Your gummy walls sucking the life outta his meaty thick cock which made eren groan out softly from the tightness of your cunt. “So verdammt gut.. (so damn good..)” He breathes out as he gives you slow yet deep strokes as he makes eye contact with you.

He shoves two fingers into your mouth, for you to suck and you do as you were moaning and whimpering. “Lutsch an diesen Fingern, genau wie diese Schlampe. (Suck on those fingers, just like that slut)” his voice deep and stern as he went picks up the pace with his thrusts and he pounds into you more rougher and faster. The sexy lewd loud sounds of skin slapping each other filled up the dorm room.

You had no idea what Eren was saying but he sounded sooo fucking sexy talking in German like that. While you were sucking eren’s long fingers he slaps the side of your brown soft plump ass again which made your cheek stinging red. Your pretty brown eyes rolled to back of your skull as Eren started to fuck your poor cunt to an oblivion now. Sucking on eren’s didn’t stop you from screaming out uncontrollably though so he took his fingers out of your mouth, and wraps his hand around your throat, squeezing it firmly which shuts off your sexy moans completely, making your mouth dropped.

“Mmm You look so fucking sexy like that mama— Yeah you better take this fuckin’ dick.” He spits into your opened mouth, you savored the taste of his spit before swallowing it. He admired your fucked out state for a couple minutes before letting your throat go and he takes both of his hands, folding both of your legs so that your knees were practically beside your ears and Eren is literally punishing your walls. Your pussy squelching loudly around his thick dick with every deep and brutal thrust inside you.

“You love gettin’ fucked this hard and rough like a nasty whore? Say it.” Eren harshly grunts out, not easing up on his poundings.

“Ohh fuckkkk yes I do!— I love getting fucked liked this..” You screamed out. Your vision getting blurry from intense pleasure that you were feeling along with feeling dazed. Eren was giving you the best dicking down like you never had before. He was hitting your g-spot repeatedly non stop.

Your legs started to shake violently as you were close to almost cumming soon and so was Eren. “Fuuuck! I’m gonna fill this pretty hole up with my load.” He groans out. “Cum with me princess.”

After a few minutes of Eren slamming away inside your tight drenched hole, he shoots his hot thick of cum inside you, filling you up with every last drop. You then begin to orgasm the second time, creaming all over eren, making a mess of him. The mixture of your cream and his cum drips to your thigh and onto the bed sheets.

When Eren was done pumping his load inside you he collapsed onto of you as the two you were both breathing heavily, catching his breath. He sloppily kisses your temple as he gives you a warm and loving embrace into his arms. “You okay baby? I wasn’t too rough with you was I?” His tone concerned.

“Not at all ren I love that a lot,” you happily said.

“Yeah I could tell— the way you was screaming out my name like crazy.” Eren laughed.

“Shut uppp.”

“C’mon let’s go into the shower and get you cleaned you ma.” You both got out of the bed and Eren holds your hand tightly as you two both made your way to the shower.

Even when your car was out of the shop days later you had actually grown to love riding with Eren on his motorcycle. And the next time that he came into your dorm room he mentioned a really freaky idea when he brought his helmet with him..

“This time doll ima give you a nice riding lessons on how to ride my motorcycle and don’t forget to put your helmet on too babygirl.” Eren said giving you smirk, laying on your pink bed, you could see his large boner making a tent in his pants.

“Can I have some?” You asked, leaning over the counter, pointing at your boyfriend's bowl of ice cream.

Enjin looked at your bowl, then at you, “Your bowls still full-”

But you shook your head, “But you got strawberryyy ‘n I got fudge, just lemme taste it!”

Enjin relent, shoving his bowl towards you. You happily picked up the spoon, walked around the table and ran it under hot faucet water.

Enjin just watched, as you tried desperately to stifle a laugh.

His eyes never left you. You even took it a step further by examining the spoon before wiping it on your shirt.

You took a bite then pushed it back; handing him his spoon with an innocent, “Thanks!” 

He was frozen—his spoon hovered above his bowl of melting ice cream. His face was unreadable, but you could feel his mood shifting with his thoughts. 

“The fuck was that?” 

You perked up from your bowl, feigning confusion with a dumb, “Huh?”

“Huh!?” Enjin mocked. You scoffed to cover your laugh, “I don't know what you're talking about-”

Snickering under your breath.

He opened his mouth, but decided not to. He just shook his head and kept eating.

Later…

You were laid on the couch when you heard him come downstairs. You peeked over the cushions, watching him rummage through the fridge through the mini bar window.

He pulled out a soda he bought from the store—and you had found your next target.

You hopped over the couch, slithering into the kitchen doorway. You watched him open it and take a drink, before you stupidly asked, “Can I have some?” 

Enjin stopped mid sip. He looked at you with confused irritation, “What? Baby…no…”

But you whined and complained about being thirsty and how it was 'just a lil' sip', and how you drunk yours already to the point he gave in with a loud groan.

He sucked his teeth, offering the drink with a stern, “Here, damn!” 

You thanked him again, before taking your shirt and wiping the top.

This time Enjin wasn't going—he grabbed your shirt and yanked you forward. 

You were all shits and giggled until he snatched the drink with one hand and pinned you against the wall with his weight.

His inked hand gripped your face, squeezing your cheeks until your lips parted.

He lodged his thumb in it, pressing his thumb on your wet tongue to hold your mouth open. 

You were still laughing, until he took a huge swig of soda and spat it right into your mouth.

It was a messy spurt of red strawberry glavoired soda that got in your mouth, on the side and spilled out and down your chin.

You were stunned, half a mouth full.of lukewarm spit mixed soda still sitting on your tongue.

He removed his thumb, closing your mouth with his fingers.

He tilt your head back with a stern, “Swallow that shit-” 

When you didnt react quick enough, he sealed his tatted hand around your neck, with a low, “I said swallow-”

He felt your throat move against his palm with satisfaction.

His hand snaked around and tangled it in your hair. He snatched your head forward, “You can drink my spit but not after me?” you were too stumped to speak. He took another sip from the bottle,

His hand wrapped back around your throat, his eyes told you what his mouth couldn't, 'Open.'

This stream of soda was calmer than the last. When he finished, he spat in your mouth before following it with a deep kiss.

His tongue twirled around yours, as his hands and his body kept you still. 

You could feel his dick twitch against you as he pressed against you, letting it rub against you

When he pulled back, a string of strawberry flavored spit connecting you—he huffed,

“Y'ever do sum shit like that again and I'll make sure everything you eat, everything you drink, everything you taste- from me is straight spit mixed food and drinks-” 

He leaned closer, his voice heavier, “Don't let the internet get you fucked up-”

And with that, he left you standing in the kitchen—a sticky, turned on mess.

☆BOOGIENOTES☆ Hi guys—this wasn't even a planned hiatus...life's genuinely taking me through dere...i was supposed to have been back months ago... but my motivation dwindled and life got harder. Its still a hassle but this is the only way I know to clear my mind. It's a slow start but I'll come back strong hopefully. Until then see ya round mamas! I'm rusty but im coming back! Ahahahaha~!

Also...yall fuckin' with the new profile!? No....just me? Cool cool....

“ ‘s too much! sukuna!” you whine, pushing at his head while his forked tongue gliding against your cervix and making you cry out. “o-oh god,” you mewl when his other hand pinches your vertical pierced nipple.

he grunts, practically shoving his whole face into your mound— licking, sucking, nibbling, worshipping your pussy as you come undone for him. he grins maniacally, pulling away from your cunt and smacking his lips. “im not quite full just yet, little human.” he smirks at your whimper, slowly flicking his tongue against your clit and rolling his eyes back. ‘she is so fucking delicious,’ he thought, his cock springing to life and peeking through the slit of his robe.

“please— no more, im too sensitive for another.” you plead, pushing at his head and he smacks your hand away. “please!” you cry, dark plump lips pouting.

he stops, looking to you with his eyes furrowed and a scowl on his face. “you wan’ me to stop?” he grunts, red eyes staring into yours, almost bored. you suck in a breath, watching as one of his arms not in use stroking himself. your eyes drift back up to his, biting your lip and shaking your head. “no?” he coos, licking up your thigh and biting on your clit.

you yelp in pain, then relax when he suckles on your nub.

“hm,” he grunts, slapping the side of your ass and diving back in.

Here you were, half moisturized—I’m talking lotion and oils still caked on your palms, just waiting to be evenly coated on your legs. Body wash is still fresh to your skin—clinging tightly, unknowingly inviting Eren to explore the unknown. Puffy, plump cheek smudged against the velvety surface of your patterned vanity, your teeth biting deliciously into your bottom lip to muffle escaped moans. Your robe was folded halfway up your back, almost in that space just above your hips while the tips of your manicured toes ached as you attempted to hold up your body weight.

“Oh g-gosh, Eren. You make me feel so good,” you whispered into a whine. You pushed back against his mouth unintentionally, earning a pinch to the inside of your thighs. A multitude of glass perfume bottles clinked while your earth toned bangles clacked, creating a rollercoaster of back and forth notes when you suddenly jumped from Eren’s quick and quiet punishment.

You couldn’t see Eren, but gosh could you hear him. He growled and groaned against your flesh, attempting to dig his face deeper inside of your tight embrace. Even though your cheeks were spread wider than a rumor, he still felt like he wasn’t close enough. His jaw flexed beneath you, slurping up and catching what he could before a puddle formed—to keep the floor as dry as possible of course.

Nevertheless, Eren was living happily in his own world. Even with the pattern carpet adding nothing to comfort his knees holding his weight, nothing could pull him out of the daze he was happily backstroking through.

Except you attempting to nudge you away. He never understood why you ran away when things felt good. Why you ran away from cumming instead of just letting it happen and not dragging it out. It didn’t bother him in the beginning, only when you started to reach behind yourself and got lotion in his hair from pushing him back is when his irritation bled through.

That’s when your wrist was bound together beneath you by one of his headbands. The cloth bit at your wrist, but only when you fight against it.

“Does it hurt at all?”

Eren looked down at his working fingers folding the fabric tighter around your wrist.

“Mmm, no. Feels alright, ‘Ren.“

Eren responded silently, lifting your hands in his to examine his work of art. “Good.”

As he lowered himself back to his knees, he took a glimpse at your face—eyes lined with pending tears while a deep pout kissed at your lips. Just how he likes it.

“Put your leg up and lay your body flat. ‘Not telling you again,” he’d grumble against your spit coated lips. If it was one thing Eren hated, it was you shying away from his touch. See, he hated physical contact to begin with, and that was with anyone. So to Eren holding hands, kissing, and in his case eating, was a privilege that he kept hidden and reserved for people he truly loved and trusted. You running away was like almost rejection. Disrespectful in his eyes to say the least.

You were now face to face with your knee, almost kissing it from how close it was. With this new angle, Eren had much more space. Much more control over you knowing that you couldn’t push him away. Even if you wanted to move, you couldn’t. The crown of your head pressed against the mirror while your leg kept you stable. And if you somehow became wobbly, Eren was giving you extra support to say up right. He had you just how he wanted.

Almost everything was laminated in Eren’s spit. He’d start at the top of your ass crack, taking his time before flattening his tongue and dragging it down lower and lower until he was met with your puffy clit, twitching in anticipation. He’d give a suck or two before his tongue flattened again to take the same route back the way he came. Each lap he took exploring your mound, you felt your lips separate from the width of your boyfriend’s thick tongue. He knew the right amount of pressure to get you to start leaking and squirming on his tongue.

You hissed softly, toes curling into themselves while half crescents formed on your palms.

“My God, Eren. Wa-wait!”

You palmed at what your fingers could reach from under you—which was the soaked strands of his goatee. Eren’s thumb placed the perfect amount of pressure on your clit, spiraling it slowly while his thick tongue teased your entrance.

“I got you, Pretty. Just let me have it. I’ll catch it.” Eren’s vibration in his words shook you to your core.

Your breathing picks up when the pace of his thumb does. What was sharp uncoordinated gasps, transitioned into deep trembling breaths that couldn’t quite fill up your lungs to full capacity. Your vision blurred as those hot tears that were teasing your lash line finally passed through.

“You’re gon—haah! Mmm! I’m goin’ to cum.

♡ ⸝⸝ enjin quits smoking and gets addicted to your sweet pussy instead ! ❤︎₊ ⊹ cw: nsfw

"can you gimmie just one more?" enjin murmured against your thigh. you whined as he pulled you closer to him. his blonde hair was now down from dedicating multiple hours to being in between your plush thighs. the stupid grin on his face told you that he was far from done.

"you said that last time," you reminded him, but didn't complain when he started trailing kisses down your thigh again. his light kisses coaxed you to spread wider for him. he shifted and inched closer to you.

"i know, but you just taste sooo good baby,” he groaned into your skin. he brushed his nose against your cunt and he inhaled loudly.

"she's perfect," he declared before diving in again for the nth time tonight. you rolled your eyes at him, but gasped as his tongue left rough, deep strokes inside of you, making you squirm. he had a firm grip on your thighs, squishing his head with them so hard you were concerned about his breathing. he was making sure you or him aren’t going anywhere anytime soon.

"so fucking sweet. sure, smoking is great, but have you ever ate your girl out back to back, hours on end? she gets wetter and wetter each time, it's unreal." he rambled to himself. you blinked and realized. in that last sentence, he was talking to your pussy. the idiot. you reached forward and tugged on his hair. he let out a low groan, the vibrations against your thigh made you tug even harder.

enjin kept at it, bullying your poor cunt with his tongue. the deeper and deeper he got, the more your walls fluttered around him. what he said has some truth though, each round, you gushed more and more around his tongue. his face and your thighs were drenched in a mixture of his spit and slick. it was messy, but still, he continued.

"fuck smoking. i'd rather be here, face in between your legs, making you come over and over again. wait, y'know what?"

he pulled away suddenly and you whined from the loss of contact, cunt clenching around nothing.

"enjin..." you propped yourself up on your elbows and looked over at him, frowning.

"i have an even better idea." he grinned at you mischievously.

he got up and laid beside you on the bed.

"come sit on my face pretty."

you had never gotten up or came faster in your life.

Put those fingers in my mouth please and thank you sir

Eren Yeager x black!fem reader

warnings: make up sex, porn with a plot,

You and Eren had a simple relationship. Just roommates. You were renting the spare room in his place since you both went to the same school. That was it.

Y'all split bills. Took turns cleaning the kitchen. Picked up each other's packages when they got delivered. Checked in after long days. Nothing complicated. Nothing official. But everybody could tell. You liked him. He liked you. Eren just wasn't ready to admit that part yet.

He still wanted to "have fun." That's what he called it. Flirting. Fucking around. "Exploring his sexuality," he'd say with a shrug like that excused everything.

But that carefree attitude hit a wall the night you came home from work.

The door was unlocked. Strange. Eren never left it that way. Especially knowing you had a key.

You stepped in slow, your hand instinctively reaching for the pepper spray on your keychain, but nothing felt off at first. The apartment was dim. Rose petals scattered along the floor. Candles burning low.

Then you heard it.

Moaning.

Soft grunts.

Muffled voices coming from his bedroom.

Your jaw clenched.

You rolled your eyes and stepped closer. Really, Eren?

"He better not have done all this just to fuck a girl," you muttered. But deep down, you already knew. This was Eren. He'd do the most for a nut and forget the girl's name by morning. He always did.

Still, you pressed your ear to the door.

Another soft moan. A woman gasping his name.

Something in you snapped.

You stomped away, making sure the floor creaked under every step. You stormed into the bathroom and started slamming things around. Opened drawers. Knocked his overpriced shampoo and conditioner straight into the toilet.

He always bragged about that shit like it was gold.

You moved to the kitchen, muttering curses under your breath. You flung open the fridge and looked for something. anything that didn't belong to you. That's when you spotted it. His takeout box. The one he was saving.

You grabbed it, lifted it like a weapon, but before you could launch it, arms wrapped around your waist. A hand grabbed your wrist mid-air, pulling your back against his chest.

"What the fuck is wrong with you?" Eren's voice boomed right in your ear.

You smiled. Bitter. Sharp.

"Oh. Hi, Ren." You said it calmly, popping a cold fry into your mouth like it wasn't war.

"Don't 'Hi Ren' me. What's your problem?" He yanked the box from your hands.

Behind him, you caught a glimpse of the girl. Hair messy. Shirt halfway buttoned. She said something you didn't catch before slipping out the front door without a glance at you.

You folded your arms and tilted your head.

"Why'd you have to fuck her while I was here?"

"What?" Eren's face twisted in confusion.

"You can screw anybody, I don't care. But not around me."

You pushed him. Not hard. Just enough to make a point.

You turned to walk away, but he caught your wrist again. His other hand wrapped around your throat. not tight, just enough to hold you there. It wasn't violent. It was Eren's usual mix of reckless and frustrated.

"Let me go. I don't want to hear your bullshit right now," you snapped.

"(Y/N), that's enough." His voice came low and sharp.

You went quiet for a second, blinking up at him.

"Stop treating me like a kid, Ren. I'm grown."

"Then start acting like it." His arms braced on either side of you, boxing you in against the counter. "Now talk to me. What's wrong? I'll fix it."

You hated how he always said that. Like everything could be fixed with some sweet talk and a few kisses.

"Eren, we both know what this is. We like each other. If I fucked Armin, you'd have a whole meltdown. So why is it okay when you do it?"

He didn't answer right away. His hand came up instead, fingers running through your hair.

"See, that's all you had to say," he muttered.

Then came the kisses. Gentle at first. Familiar. You didn't stop him. You never did. This was the cycle. You'd yell, he'd kiss you, and somehow, that made everything better.

Until it didn't.

"Eren, I don't just want kisses," you whispered against his lips.

You pushed his arm away and started to stand, but he pulled you right back down.

"I'm not done with you."

He pressed his forehead to your shoulder, lips grazing your neck.

"You really did all this just for some dick?" he asked, half laughing, half serious.

"Eren. I like you. I want you. It's more than sex. It's more than this stupid back-and-forth we do."

Your fingers found his, tangled them together like a plea.

"I know," he whispered.

His voice was so low it vibrated through your chest.

"Lay back."

You hesitated. His hands slipped under your shirt, slow and careful.

"Eren, are you even listen—"

Before you could finish, he pushed you flat onto the counter. Pots clanged to the floor. A glass cup shattered somewhere behind you.

His mouth was on yours again, this time more desperate. His kisses were messy. Bruising.

One hand gripped your waist. The other slid up to your neck, fingers tracing your jaw, your collarbone, your skin.

"The plates," you gasped. You tried to catch your breath. "Eren, they're breaking."

"I'll buy new ones," he muttered. "I just need you. Right now."

And without another word, he lifted you off the counter and carried you to the couch.

Your heart beat louder than the candles flickering behind you.

You hated how easy it was to fall into this with him.

And you hated that even though he was reckless and stupid and frustrating, you still wanted him more than anything

There, in the low light of the living room, Eren stripped you of everything. Every layer. Every stitch. Left you naked and breathless, the air cool against your bare skin.

His hand slid between your thighs like it belonged there, fingers rubbing slow, deliberate circles into your clit. Your legs trembled. Eyes fluttered shut. You lost yourself in the rhythm of it, your body arching into his touch.

"This what you wanted?" Eren muttered, voice dark and low.

He was vulgar by nature. But the only thing filthier than the things he did... were the things he said.

"You could've just asked, sweet girl," he smirked. "I just wanted to hear you beg for me. Beg for me to fuck you senseless."

His words were heat, and they burned through you like fire.

You barely realized how close you were until your hips started twitching, searching for more.

"I know you want to," he whispered. "Go ahead. Cum. Show me how needy you are."

That was all it took.

You came fast and hard, moaning loud as your body shook under him. The couch beneath you was soaked. You were soaked. Your voice cracked with every breath.

"Oh my... fuck, Eren," you gasped, barely able to speak.

Your eyes rolled back. You babbled nonsense. A total mess.

"Good girl," he praised. "Let's take this to the room, yeah?"

He licked your release from his fingers, then scooped you into his arms like it was nothing. You barely had time to catch your breath before he was tossing you onto his bed.

His boxers hit the floor.

His dick stood tall, hard and dripping from all the teasing. Your eyes stayed locked on it. The way it pulsed. The weight it promised. Your mouth watered.

Eren stroked himself lazily, then tapped your entrance a few times just to tease you. You squirmed.

"Eren," you moaned, your voice soaked in impatience.

"Hmm? What's wrong?" he said, rubbing your clit again like it was nothing.

"I need you. So bad." You gripped his wrist, desperate.

"I know. Poor thing," he said with a wicked little snicker.

Then he grabbed your legs and threw them around his waist. With one deep thrust, he was inside you.

Thick. Heavy. Deep.

You gasped. "Oh, Eren."

He started slow. Deep, sensual strokes that made your whole body tense and relax all at once. He was taking his time, making sure you felt every inch.

Once he bottomed out, his pace shifted. He started fucking you with real purpose. Quick, hard thrusts that punched the air from your lungs.

"Ugh... fuck, Eren," you moaned, head thrown back. Your insides were on fire.

Every stroke hit something new. Something dangerous.

He grabbed your face and kissed you. sloppy, open-mouthed, tongue dragging across yours. He moaned into your mouth, never stopping his rhythm.

The room went quiet except for skin slapping against skin. The wet, slick sounds between your thighs. The deep, guttural groans leaving Eren's throat.

Then he slowed down again. His orgasm creeping close.

His hips rolled in deep, heavy motions, each stroke pulling a new sound from you.

You slapped a hand over your mouth, trying to stay quiet.

"Don't," Eren growled, grabbing your wrist. "I wanna hear you."

He moaned again, breath stuttering as he watched your face.

"God, you sound so good."

Your brain went blank. The only word you remembered how to say was his name.

"Eren..."

He grabbed your jaw and leaned close.

"Make a mess for me. Go ahead. I'm right here."

And then he started slamming into you again.

You could feel it building. Your thighs locked around his waist, holding him in place as your orgasm took over.

"I'm gonna cum—fuck," you cried out.

Eren's hair was all over the place. He doubled over, groaning in your ear.

You clawed at his back, nails dragging red trails as your release crashed into you. Your body pulsed. Shook.

He fucked you through it, then finally pulled out, stroking himself against your thigh until thick, warm cum spilled all over you.

His moans were low and raw, rumbling straight from his chest.

It turned you on even more.

He leaned down, placing kisses all over your face, cheeks, jaw, forehead. He was laughing softly, his breath mixing with yours.

You ran your fingers through his messy hair, still catching your breath.

"Eren," you whispered, voice hoarse.

"Yeah, baby?"

"Do it again," you said, eyes locked on his. "I wanna hear you like that again."

He smirked.

eren jaeger. “alarm clock.”

you’re a light sleeper. his alarm is loud. his solution? put you right back to sleep.

→ black!f reader | smut | domestic au |

a/n: this is for @sumikokamado14 hope you like it <333333

you’re a really light sleeper.

eren knows that.

♡ ⸝⸝ enjin quits smoking and gets addicted to your sweet pussy instead ! ❤︎₊ ⊹ cw: nsfw

"can you gimmie just one more?" enjin murmured against your thigh. you whined as he pulled you closer to him. his blonde hair was now down from dedicating multiple hours to being in between your plush thighs. the stupid grin on his face told you that he was far from done.

"you said that last time," you reminded him, but didn't complain when he started trailing kisses down your thigh again. his light kisses coaxed you to spread wider for him. he shifted and inched closer to you.

"i know, but you just taste sooo good baby,” he groaned into your skin. he brushed his nose against your cunt and he inhaled loudly.

"she's perfect," he declared before diving in again for the nth time tonight. you rolled your eyes at him, but gasped as his tongue left rough, deep strokes inside of you, making you squirm. he had a firm grip on your thighs, squishing his head with them so hard you were concerned about his breathing. he was making sure you or him aren’t going anywhere anytime soon.

"so fucking sweet. sure, smoking is great, but have you ever ate your girl out back to back, hours on end? she gets wetter and wetter each time, it's unreal." he rambled to himself. you blinked and realized. in that last sentence, he was talking to your pussy. the idiot. you reached forward and tugged on his hair. he let out a low groan, the vibrations against your thigh made you tug even harder.

enjin kept at it, bullying your poor cunt with his tongue. the deeper and deeper he got, the more your walls fluttered around him. what he said has some truth though, each round, you gushed more and more around his tongue. his face and your thighs were drenched in a mixture of his spit and slick. it was messy, but still, he continued.

"fuck smoking. i'd rather be here, face in between your legs, making you come over and over again. wait, y'know what?"

he pulled away suddenly and you whined from the loss of contact, cunt clenching around nothing.

"enjin..." you propped yourself up on your elbows and looked over at him, frowning.

"i have an even better idea." he grinned at you mischievously.

he got up and laid beside you on the bed.

"come sit on my face pretty."

you had never gotten up or came faster in your life.